For the past three months, I have spent my summer days tucked away in a uniform warehouse. I have rarely seen the sun, my skin is paler than it was in May, and other than the people, I hated every aspect of being there. Standing around in mainly silence for eight hours a day gave me plenty of time to think. Thus, this list was born. Here are just a few of the things that crossed my mind as I folded some Oxford button downs.

1. Is it five yet?

2. I’ve been here for one minute and my feet already hurt.

3. Does everyone here hate themselves for working here as much as I do?

4. Aaaaannnndd the fridge is already full. Perfect.

5. Why are all of these boxes just hanging out of the shelves? Do people not know how to push things back in?

6. I wonder what the weather is like outside.

7. OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT SOUND? THERE ARE HORSES ON THE CEILING.

8. Oh...it’s just raining.

9. I wonder what fun things my friends are doing right now.

10. This probably isn’t good for my low Vitamin D count.

11. I feel no sympathy for any of these people getting their uniforms the last week of August.

12. This size is definitely here. It says we have 32 in stock-and the box is empty.

13. Alright I’m going to guess how much time has passed since I’ve been working. I’ll underestimate though, just in case. Let’s say...two hours. *checks phone* It’s 9:30.

14. All I’m saying is, I definitely didn’t have this rash before I started working here.

15. Where would I go if we all played hide-and-seek?

16. The smell of cardboard makes me wish I didn't have a nose.

17. Did I actually just get a blister from making boxes?

18. I swear to God if I hear Desposito one more time.

19. Oh look, it's the UPS guy that makes a jingle noise when he walks.

20. Oh look, its the FedEx guy that blasts Latin music.

21. If your last name is “Hiscock,” why would you have kids?

22. I could go over to the next aisle, grab a ladder, bring it over to the shelf, climb it despite my fear of heights, and check to see if we really do have one shirt left. Or, I could not do any of that.

23. Guys, c’mon it’s five. We can leave. LET’S GO.